St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1887-02-19
TWO FRECKLED GHOSTS.

How They Drove Away Two Burglar
who Tried to steal the Family silver.
My sister Kate and were very nearly
of an age, but we were not alike in any
way except that we were both tall. and
both had-freckles! This latter fact
troubled us. and many were the expert
ments we tried to remove from our
faces the objectional effects of the open
air life we led. To one Of these ex-
periments we owed . great deal-per-
haps life itself. Father was a farmer.
and we lived nine miles from the cOun-
try town. OF course we saw little COM
pany, and should have been somewhat
lonely but for our books and pets
among the horses. calves and poultry.
Mother was systematic and careful
housekceper. and so engrossed in her
kitchen and dairy duties that she sell
dom made calls on her neighbors. and
never went to town unless she was OBJ
liged to do so. She was. therefore, a
little annoyed when father said at
breakfast one morning that she must
accompany him to WarrentOn that day,
to sign the deed Of few acres Of tim
Der he had sold the previous week.
Nevertheless. she got ready after little
demur, and took her seat in the buggy
an hour later, with an air of resigna-
ton that made us all smile.
I'VE shall be home by six o'clock,
girls, she said, ''and you can have sup.
per all ready. Don't set the house on
fire. and be sure to skim the right milk.
Don't touch that in the crOcks on tne
lower shelf"
Kate and looked at each other. and
laughed as the buggy ratified of down
the road.
..Mother is fifty named. 1 said. ''like
Martha Of old, her mind is troubled
about niany things
..As if we ever did set the house on
fire." said Kate.
..Or skim the wrong milk" said l.
We had the beds to make, the break
fast dishes to wash, and the whole house
to put in order; so we were busy rs bees
until twelve o'clock, and had no time
to think of being lonely. But we found
the afternoon quite long. and was be
D ginning to feel that it would be pleas
ant to see mothers face again, when a
newspaper caught my eye that l had
placed behind the clock on the kitchen
mantel. This turned my thoughts into
a different channel.
Kate" / said. ''suppOse we make
some Of that complexion compound we
read about the other day? We shall
never get another opportunity. Mother
may not be away again for weeks"
'.By all MEANS" said Kate. when
l looked in the glass this morning. j,
seemed to me that my freckles were
thicker than ever"
MY face is the color Of pepper and
salt, and almost hate to look ut it. II
there is a remedy. l would give all oi
my pOcket-money to obtain it. Let:
look over the prescription in the paper
Here it is!'
Ladies who are troubled with freckles will b
glad to learn that few applications Of mix
ture Of elycerine, cascarilla powder, tar, lemon
Juice and olive oil. will efectually remove them
and leave the skin soft, smooth, and tinted hks
an infants"
I'm willing to try it," said Kate.
..But we haven't the ingredientsr'
"Yes. we have" l answered.; for. un.
known to her. had one day during the
previous week. when father had taken
me to town, obtained them from the
druggist and the grocer.
We were soon at the kitchen stove
diligently mixing and stirring the de
coction. and it was a sorry-looking mes'
when at last we took it from the stove
We had. however, faith in its efficacy
and with great satisfaction we pOuret
it into a larke bottle which we hid be
hind the bureau in our room to await n
mt bedtime. While we were gettins
supper we were startled by a terrific
peal of thunder, the forerunner of ont
of the most violent storms that eve
ragged in our town. For two hours tn,
rain poured in sheets. flooding the var,
from the house to the stable, and turn
ing the little brook by the barn into
roaring river.
1t was seven o'clock, and almost dark
when the storm ceased. II think VI
had better 60 and feed the stock" sait
Kate. ..for it will he late when fathcl
gets home. He and mother are prob
ably just starting from Warrenton.
We put on rubber-boots, and going L